For the past 2.5 years, I have worked two jobs: 20 hours a week as an administrative assistant at a Catholic high school and 15-30 hours a week as a web designer and photographer. Although things got a little crazy at times, I really enjoyed the variety in my roles and the social aspect myRead the whole post >>
On Exercising Women and Creeps.
Yesterday as Gabe and I walked out of our apartment building, I noticed near the drugstore across the street a 20-something woman doing burpees next to her bicycle in a patch of grass. It was unusual to see someone doing a hardcore workout in public, but my neighborhood has a lot of pedestrian activity, so not that unusual. I mean,Read the whole post >>
Time.
Time is weird. In some ways, I feel like this was just yesterday: I remember being at home alone with Gabe for the first time. He was three days old. Mike was at class and it was just me and this tiny little person. I wasn’t sure what to do with him, exactly, aside fromRead the whole post >>
B.
On a trip to the nursing home where I take high school girls to volunteer, I came across a man in a wheelchair. With his plaid pajama pants, a head full buzzed grey hair, Velcro New Balances, and an adorably shy, sweet smile, I stopped to chat with him.As we talked, he planted his NewRead the whole post >>
